Last week poor V had three catheters . not all at once you understand but in sequence . All blockages occurred out of normal hours so I had to phone in the out of hours emergency service . Last Monday they arrived at 10pm , V woke instantly when she realised there was a young male nurse in attendance and smiled disarmingly at him whilst I retired to the kitchen and stared gloomily at the cat who stared gloomily back at me , we didn't talk much . When Alex and the other nurse left V went back to sleep with the hint of a smile on her face and I went grumpily to bed .
The final blockage happened on Sunday morning , I phoned the emergency service and had to go through the whole rigmarole again , date of birth etc etc .They asked was I sure that there was a blockage so I told them when I blew up the tube it didn't shift it . There was a moments silence then they asked me to repeat what I had just said so I did and they said they were sending out their urgent care team immediately so I told them I was kidding . So they then said they would only send one nurse and I would have to assist - got their own back . Still another nursing skill under my belt - or perhaps that isn't the best way of putting it ....considering .